However.
The woman frowned.
"How could This Emperor end up becoming something to be relinquished by these unorthodox sects?"
She couldn't help but reveal anger in her eyes.
In her previous life, her true form was an Immortal Emperor, but she was harmed by traitors and fell, only to be reborn here.
Originally.
She disdained joining any of these sects.
But in order to more quickly restore her cultivation and take revenge on the traitors from her past life, she had decided to hide in a sect first.
She thought that with her talents and methods, even in the strongest sect, it would be easy for her to mix in and become a saintess.
But what she never imagined was that because she had a hidden constitution in her body that the Union's blind people could not see, she was ranked at the very bottom, just barely qualifying to be a candidate.
But this was fine with her.
For her, a weaker sect would only mean it took more time to restore herself, as long as she could hide and not be found by the traitors from her past life.
But now, she was being treated like a plaything by a minor sect and transferred to another tiny sect?
How infuriating.
If not for her not daring to reveal herself easily for fear those traitors would find her trail, given her temperament she would have slapped these people to death.
"Girl, what is your name?" Yi Feng looked at her and gently asked.
However.
The woman just glanced coldly at Yi Feng, even more disdainful.
At least the Gate Master of the Nine Heavens Sect still had some cultivation, but this person before her didn't even have a shred.
"Heaven and Earth Sect Master asked you a question, did you not hear?" Seeing this, the Nine Heavens Sect elder suddenly bellowed.
The woman's eyes turned icy cold, wishing she could make her move right away.
But she endured.
Secretly comforting herself.
Su Yunyun, ah, Su Yunyun, in your previous life you were at least a female emperor.
Even this tiny Immortal River Continent is not worth your notice, so why bother contend with such people?
Oh well.
For now, just finding a place where I can quietly restore myself is enough.
And there's no real difference between wherever that place is.
After all, restoring my cultivation is the most pressing matter.
It's best not to make any waves before I'm restored.
Trash sect or trash sect, in her eyes there was no difference other than trash or even more trash.
"Su Yunyun," she said tonelessly.
"Then, Su Yunyun, join my Heaven and Earth Sect!" Yi Feng said gently.
Su Yunyun expressionlessly did not speak, nor refuse, which was as good as joining his Heaven and Earth Sect.
After thanking the elder brother from the Nine Heavens Sect, Yi Feng took Su Yunyun and Qing Huan and set off on the road back to Pingjiang City.
Helplessly.
The flying sword could not seat people.
Yi Feng had no choice but to rent a carriage, which Qing Huan drove as they hurried towards Pingjiang City.
"Ah, Su Yunyun, I understand. The Nine Heavens Sect giving you to me, in your heart there must be some complex feelings, I can understand." Seeing the silent Su Yunyun, Yi Feng gently comforted: "But don't feel disheartened. Although the Nine Heavens Sect Master is powerful, I am also very powerful."
Su Yunyun, who had been resting with eyes closed, now opened her eyes and looked at Yi Feng.
You are also very powerful?
She nearly laughed.
As for complex feelings, there was no basis for that whatsoever.
Going from one trash sect to another trash sect was all it was, how could she have any complex feelings? Did he think she actually wanted to join the Nine Heavens Sect?
However.
She suddenly discovered this youth was much more pleasing to the eye than that Nine Heavens Sect old man.
Especially that transcendent temperament, always wearing a trace of a smile, it was hard to feel disgusted, and he also knew how to give some comfort.
Not a bad gentle man.
When this Emperor's cultivation is restored in the future, perhaps I can support him somewhat.
I suppose from then on, your Heaven and Earth Sect should be able to bask in some of This Emperor's glory.
You can count yourself as lucky!
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